Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1887-04-22

50 each night until come, or you heal
from mel"
"why do you put it off SO long, Miss
Ada?"
s'To make all things sure-for when
strike, 1 will strike home! 1t will take
me some days to gain her confidence anC
learn her Ways-then the rest will be
easy!"
"To one so determined as you, it will
You ought 70 be- st the head Of q band.
You'd do better 5aan half If the men we
hear Of!'
"You now July understand met Is
not necessary TO prol0ng the confer
ence. I viii steal back to my quarters
you TO yours?"
and Ads hurried away with s;eBltay
steps towards the house.
81 reckon Phi attend 10 alittle business
of nv OWE now" SAID MaleTson TO him
self 81 hardly know whether 10 slope
with what funds I've got from her, and
leave this giri to her luck or not! She's
got so much spirit that like her-I wish
she liked me- as well. S1e should be my
chief mate for life, l reckon I can GET
the note cashed somewhere with
a fair discount. And then with
a coupIe of thousand from Hat
tie, which I'm bound 10 have before
sleep, I'd have over five thousand il
band-quite Pile for me, if 1 had luck
enough 10 hold on to H."
While She old man vas thus running
over his deVi!Ish plans. he was retraciug
his steps toward tae house. Pausing be-
fore one corner, he regarded her light 10
an upper room and mutteTed:
"She is here. was lucky to find out
/ that she slept alOGe-lt will make my Job
an easy One-lest she should get fright
eued and scream. Bug if she does that,
out will 60 her light forever. Old JACK
/ hialerson has gone too far to stick at
trif IS "
So saying, he crept quietly into the
house.
CHAPTER XIV.
Mr. Del0rme was in her sleep
iDz a1@cf ment, yet she had not retired
she Was N her undress, and looked very
beautiful, but yet sad was her express
ion. She seemed to be engrossed in
thought, and her bosom rose and fell with
swelling signs. Suddenly she started
from her seat by tie dressing table, on
which her lamp Stood, lor she distinctly
heard light tep at her door. She rose,
then paused, trembling, thinking That her
ears might Lave been deceived.
"WhO IAN wish to see me at this late
hCur?" she murmured to herself.
The knock WIS repeated, louder and
with impotence.
''Who is there?" she asked, in q low
tone, as she approached the door.
"Open quickly for your own sake-it is
important to you'll" said some one, in
low whisper.
Startled so much that she thought
neither # danger nor impropriety, she
opened the door.
TO her terror, the supposed negro trader
entered, and she would have screamed
aloud lad not Malers0n cautioned her N
his natural voice.
"Oh, heaven! John Malerson, why do
you seek me here-Will nothing short Of
my ruin satisfy your malice?" she
gr0aned.
eyes, mOnev-'Hat'-m0n That is
all I want, old girl! I sent by Paul for
$1,000, and then thought Ia come and
get it myself" replied the brute, coarse
~. ~ was received so badly when ! |
came as myself, by all hands, that
thought Ia rig up g little different, so as
TO be received better. 1t seems to me
I pass better as niger trader than l !
out his brandy and cigars like q gentle |
man tonight"
"FOr heavens sake speak lower-if
you are discovered here it would be my
ruin, your DEATH"
"The first very probable-the last ex-
ceedingly doubtful. l should only have |
to tell who you were, and why 1 came
here"
"Hush-hUsh! Say what you have to
say in whisper, and that quickly, for we
know not who is wskeful in this housed"
groaned the terrified and most unhappy
lady.
"Wel, aince you're not disposed for a |
little love chat about old times, I'll make
my business short. l want that money" |
"You shall have it Tomorrow"
"Why not tonight ?'
~ can not get it-noW in mercy leave |
me and go in silence, or 1 am lost"
"Well, I'll go. But, mark you, that |
money must be in my hands tomorrow |
before l leave, or I'll ask old Delorme for
twice the sum"
"Go-go-you shall have it. If there
is mercy in your soul, leave mel"
Malerson opened the door to leave, but
started back in terror, for there before
him stood Lsgona, with tomahawk up
raised in his hand.
"Ten thousand turies! He here, and
unsrmed!" he muttered.
Lsgona looked at Mrs. Del0rme, who
was struck utterly dumb by his appear
ance, and said:
"Lagona saw the pale-face sneaking
like thief to your lodge. He came to
kill him. if he did wrong"
CHARM him not-make no noise-let
him co." aasped the lady.
The appraised hand dropped by the In
dams side. and Malerson took speedy
advantage of his chance to slip out when
he was able, for he did not like the looks
or the arms Of the young Comanche.
"Do not go yet-stay one moment
while l explain" said the miserable lady,
as she saw Eagona turn to leave.
"Lagona is only a savage, a poor
leathen; but he knows that it is not
right for him to stand IN the sleeping
odge of another mans squaw, at night"
said the young COmanche, coldly.
"D0 not believe that called him here! ]
hate him, and fear HIM" she gasped.
"The good should know no fear!" said
Lqgoua. {
81 am not good" she grosned; 'rbut in {
ne name Of the Great Spirit I beg you 1
lot to betray me, or to speak of this
risit"
'IagoH& is not tale-bearer. That is
he work of the squaws," said the Indian,
and he turned upon his heel
nd went silently away. l
Mrs. DelO~ me closed her door, locked
t, then in an agony of tears threw herself {
.pon her bed, not 70 sleep, but to weep
he night away.